You're so used to trickery I wonder if you've played tricks on me You see, I would never know if you had Because you're a trained elite. Taught to keep secrets and analyze society Prepare for the worst, yet remain calm You stand guard for traveling families While dismantling bombs.
Do you pick my brain and take notes On my answers and reactions? Do you see me as a potential hazard to society Or a person with love and compassion? I know you must remain strong all day with your guards standing tall But with me, I promise, You may let them all fall.
Not the strongest nor best poem I've written, not really even written to the fullest capacity but still needed to be said.